Self-Reflection
The razors edge
To better myself
I’ve made this pledge
The search to improve myself
On the lessons of my life lived
Can benefit me
On the perspective that it gives
Yet I’m chasing a ghost
When I dwell on the past
I no longer serve myself
As the cost is vast
You heal from wounds
Not by attaching to the grief
Reliving a memory over and over again
There is no relief
One must move forward
I must create a new me
Build upon a new foundation
On how I intend to be
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DCG
My reasoning is compromised
I’ve lost my common sense
I seldom think for myself
My feckless education is my defense
Born into the nanny State
With no incentive to earn
I’m persuaded by others
To feel the Bern
We are not individuals
We must join the collective
Some people tell me this is wrong
Just what is the objective?
You control a population
The cult of a demography
That seduces your perception
Subverting your advocacy
If I don’t adopt this philosophy
I just may be an outcast
Who are you to tell me?
If I differ you will lambast
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DCG
W. Somerset Maugham’s Larry Darrell – The Razor’s Edge
Steven Spielberg’s Saving Private Ryan
Two characters, two world wars
Changed their lives forever in the face of dyin’
The awakening of human spirit
We are beings of frequency ready to receive
We are also responsible and capable
For what we shall perceive
Be you on a pilgrimage of ignorance
Or on a pilgrimage of awakening
We calibrate our receptivity
We calibrate our enabling
Opportunities are yours
For those capable to see
Understanding this equation
Is a fundamental key
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DCG
Be thankful for your blessings
It does not matter who you are
The further we distance ourselves from happiness
The less we notice just indeed how far
A captive trance
Will take over our perception
It deceptively steals our senses
A rational mind is now in defection
Too often our hearts and minds stray
Too often we focus on our hurt
Why not rejoice for the positive?
Why do we not avert?
It is not our natural behavior
Therefore I think it is learned
If we put this into practice
Than the court of suffering is now adjourned
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DCG
I didn’t think it could get much better
Never have I ever wanted something so much
The pleasure is now mine as I partake in this endeavor
Little did I know that I would use it as a crutch
After all these years I return to a state of bliss
But only for a moment as I forget this specious claim
It really does not satisfy my sensibilities
Never does it ever fill my heart for the sake of my name
We hypnotize ourselves into thinking what we would fancy
But how many times do we really just try to deceive?
Negotiating this battle using subtle mental gymnastics
It’s amazing how we trick ourselves into what we believe
It this what we teach the children?
Or is it something they teach us?
The purest minds will not objectify
And in this we can surely trust
Remove the silly objects that distract us from lethargy
Remove the temptation in vessels of our desire
Just look to the insatiable clenching fist in a jar
If one surrenders their grip, than only then you may acquire
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DCG
Dark secrets of a family
Never willing to share
Bitter old man reminisces
Beholden to pride he doesn’t seem to care
The trait of a family
That never relinquishes the pain
Spawns a generation
Only understood by the arcane
Transactions of a lifetime
Tallied up on the abacus of circumstance
Modeled for a pedigree
A dominion over chance
The rebellious will break the cycle
That runs along family lines
Rejecting all of their disputes
That you may often see no direct signs
The residuum of our consequence
Is up for us to see
How we shall play this game
As we must also referee
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DCG
A life with the good and the bad
Forgive that which is broken
We must take all into account
Censure that which is unspoken
Awaken from your slumber
Another day is here
Get on with the work
There is nothing to fear
Learn to take control
Choose that which is best
Do not repeat the past
If indeed you want to attest
Break from the prison
From which you are in
Don’t relive the life gone by
The intellectual shackles from where you’ve been
The struggle is real
Learn from your unrest
Deliver yourself from disinterest
Intend to become professed
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DCG
Writing down my thoughts
I Journal them in code
Keeping secrets to myself
watching this mind erode
In courage and sincerity
It doesn’t always turn out right
When approaching a truthful account
We sometimes cower in its sight
Yet we must come to terms
With the failures from our past
Whether we confront them head-on now
Or whether we allow them to fester and last
What we tend to follow
Is what we tend to believe
How we write it down
Relies on what we preconceive
Consider reading your journal
From twenty years ago
How do you fare?
Did you eat crow?
Memory and cognitive dissonance
Shows written word as evident
Have you ever really changed?
Is this why you are so petulant?
Finding out about yourself
From another self of the past
Isn’t really a bad thing
Did you live up to the forecast?
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DCG
Vendredi
Julliet 2, 1987
12:19AM
Silence Soothes
cool afternoon
early morning or night
no motions quiet delight
little movement
silence soothes
silence imprisons
solitude of suffering quakes
either madness or nirvana
for ones soul, one’s sake
take choice make decision
you live now
It’s never too late
silence imprisons
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DCG
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